Writers are funny creatures. We're a lot like baseball players in some ways. Oh sure, we're not particularly athletic, most of us, and professional writers make a lot less money than professional ballplayers, on average. But we're a fairly superstitious lot (rejectomancy is a very popular activity), and we're also concerned with statistics. Hits, misses, that sort of thing. Or in this case, how many words did we write? Stories did we finish? Rejections (and sales) we received? Far be it from me to buck the trend, so here's my current card. Can't give you any of my rookie numbers, 'cause I didn't track 'em. Sorry 'bout that, you completists out there.

Still well below the Mendoza line. If this was baseball, I'd've been busted down to equipment grunt long ago. Oh well. I'm still young, for a writer. If I was a catcher, my knees would've probably given out by now. One advantage for writers: we've got a lot more years to do our best work.